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192 HENEIE THE FIFTH'S CONQUEST.
O then away went the trusty page,
Away, away, and away went he, Until he came to the king of France; it
Lo ! he fell down on his bended knee.
" My master greets you, worthy Sire;
Ten ton of gold there is due, says he; You must send him his tribute home,
Or in French land you will soon him see." ac
" Your master's young, and of tender years,
Not fit to come into my degree; But I will send Mm three tennis balls,
That with them learn to play may he."
O then away came the trusty page, 25
Away, and away, and away came he,
Until he came to our gracious king; Lo! he fell down on his bended knee.
" What news, what news, my trusty page, What news, what news, hast thou brought to me ? " so
" I've brought such news from the king of France, That you and he will ne'er agree.
" He says you're young, and of tender years,
Not fit to come into his degree ; But he will send you three tennis balls, 35
That with them you may learn to play." |
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O then bespoke our noble king, A solemn vow then vowed he ; |
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